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Sometimes I reckon—blimey, overpriced nonsense! Fifty quid for a rub? Robbery! But when it’s good—oh lordy—worth every penny. “Sort of a half-assed day,” Doc’d say—erotic-massage flips that, full-on bliss. Me, I’d ramble to the masseuse—Latin and all—“O tempora, o mores!”—she’d just giggle. Bumbling Boris charm, see? Keeps it light, keeps it fun.

Skjem bort deg selv med en erotisk massasje i Fauske

La deg skjemme bort i Nordland med en herlig erotisk massasje. Disse damene vil skjemme deg bort med glede. Også mange ekstratjenester som rykk.

Then, out of nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and some guy just knocked over a whole stand of fish. I’m like, “Dude, what are you doing?” He’s trying to pick them up, but it’s a slippery mess. Fauske’s fish market is not for the faint-hearted, I tell ya.

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